Phyllis E. Andrus

Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there... I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow...
I am the diamond glints on snow...
I am the sunlight on ripened grain...
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you waken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of gentle birds in circling flight...
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there... I did not...

It was my great pleasure & honor to deliver Senior Meals to "Mom" Andrus, as she wanted me to call her, for years. She will be deeply missed. Her faith was always an inspiration to me! My sincere sympathy to her family. I know she's happy to be rejoicing with her Lord & Savior...LOVE & MISS YOU!!! <3

Grandma Phil you will always be in our hearts and we will never forget you. Thank you for letting us be your other "adopted" family. You touched so many aspects of our lives in so many ways and we have so many memories of the times we have shared together and our talks which you always had the time to listen to us. Your faith was such a shining example of the love you had for our LORD and Savior and now you are celebrating Easter and all of your days with your GOD. What a celebration!! To...